Emrys stood at the kitchen sink, elbows deep in soapy water as he washed the dishes. There was a dishwasher that would be easier and quicker but these last few days he needed the tedious tasks to keep his mind occupied. It had been two days since his punishment and while he was still angry and hurt at Mir for it, the wolf was still his master and his heart ached at the fact he hadn't laid eyes on the other since then.
The boy reached for the next plate with a sigh. Mir had been cooking Emrys' favorite food and he didn't know why. But out of stuborness and possibly a little bit of spite, he left the waffles untouched eating only the toast instead before placing the plate back on the other side of the door, knowing Mir would see it on his way out. One thing that could be considered a plus side was that Jenn had made herself scarce around him as well, warning him when she had to come downstairs so he could retreat back into the spare room until she had done what she needed to. He was still furious at her for what she had done and yet had made no move to tell Mir of the information that he had learned. He decided that it wasn't his place to tell, not that the man would listen.
Emrys was pulled out of his negative musings when he noticed someone wandering into the yard. He was confused as it wasn't time for the mail to come and Mir hadn't left a note indicating anyone would be arriving. But then he noticed the collar around her neck, meaning that she had to be someone's slave. But where was her master? Emrys started to the back door when he realized that he was completely naked. Damn Mir and his punishments. Deciding that he would rather be punished again rather than go outside the way he was, the boy grabbed a towel from the linen closet and wrapped it around his waist before slipping out to the backyard.
"Can I help you miss?" he called out to her, wondering if there was someone else nearby.